The preffered place for those entertainers who need to stick the perfect landing.

A savory bottle from town With a name that can make a man frown Though the letters are plenty The sounds are but twenty Its the trickiest sauce to gulp down

I have a thousand keys, but I cannot open a single door. I can give you a space, but I have no room. I can allow you to enter, but you can never leave.

I’m a vessel that’s soft and quite long, Where five little travelers belong. But I often go stray, In the wash, far away, Leaving partners to wonder what’s wrong.

A mythical creature prize for its horn and so elusive its evades us all.